Chilling air filled the ambient as Draco walked in Niflheim carrying in his backpack what remained of his armor after the duel with Beelzebub. The wolgon hoped his great grandpa could fix it but yet he had his doubts. Loki’s armor, pretty much like all the other Aesir’s armors were crafted by the dwarves in the dark caves of Svartalfheim. Surely he should have gone there first. But nevertheless he still had something to tell to his great grandpa. Draco stopped just a moment thinking and opened the backpack taking the demolished helmet. He looked at it and sighed.
“Gosh! He’s gonna skin me alive for this…” sighed the wolgon as he looked at the pieces of the wrecked helmet.
“And I’m not going to do the same when I break free?!” shouted Beelzebub from inside the ring.
“Damn it you’re a nuisance!” reproached Draco “I can’t even fuck with my mate happily because you and your stupid brother start to annoy us!”
“Not like he doesn’t likes what he sees” growled Beelzebub.
“I know… demon of lust… whatever…” snarled Draco as he walked again to the roots of Yggdrasil where his father was gnawing over and over. Draco still wondered why he did that but Nidhogg never told him.
“You know? Maybe you should just let me out…” suggested Beelzebub.
“Not falling for that one” smirked Draco as he continued walking and the demon noticed the frozen wasteland they were in.
“SO! This is your birth place, huh?” asked Beelzebub.
“I told you was born in hell too” said Draco as he jumped an ice crystal that, like many others, sprouted from the ground.
“Now I fully understand… yet still can’t understand why such a light like you managed to crawl out of this pit of darkness” said Beelzebub thoughtfully.
“I’ll take that as a compliment” replied Draco.
“It was” agreed Beelzebub. He looked around from inside the ring and sighed “Reminds me of my homeland… though it was a mix of ice and fire…”
“Really?” asked Draco surprised for the opening the demon demonstrated.
“L-like if you care!” reproached the demon “Now stop bugging me or I’ll devour your once I break free! Not like I’m not doing it anyways…”
Draco giggled and noticed Beelzebub’s mind slipping away from the ring’s front and to the darkest corner of his prison. The wolgon kept walking until the tall Yggdrasil came to his view just like the naked body of his father.
“DAD!” shouted Draco as he ran to him.
“DAUGHTER!” shouted back Nidhogg as he received Draco in his arms and snuggled him against his naked torso.
“It’s been a while…” smiled Draco “Last time was a month ago, I’m sorry I had to be so away, there were some business going on Midgard and I had to have a low profile.
“I know about it” said Nidhogg “Heimdall told us all what happened to you.”
“Don’t worry I’m fine” smiled Draco scratching unconsciously the scar in his neck.
“Does it hurt?” asked Nidhogg worried for his spawn.
“Not really…” smiled Draco “Just a bit itchy from time to time.”
“Well… is good to know I didn’t lose you down there…” said Nidhogg looking at Draco with a wide smile.
“Dad, can you put me down please?” asked Draco chuckling since he was floating above the ground. Nidhogg was in his full size.
“Sorry darling” chuckled Nidhogg and he allowed Draco to stand on his paws while the huge black and red dragon returned to his more considerable size “Now… show it to me.”
“W-what?!” asked Draco flinching one step back.
“I’d say your naked body but I really mean the armor…” said Nidhogg laughing.
“Or what remains of it” sighed the wolgon dropping the backpack and opening it showing the slashed pieces of armor.
“Well, looks you were out on the sea and wrecked on a reef!” shouted Nidhogg surprised.
“Beelzebub surprised me by destroying it…” said Draco as he looked at the ring “I thought no one was able to destroy Uru.”
“Well, certainly those demons can” said Nidhogg “But maybe you will do good on going to Svartalfheim and ask the dwarves to restore it.”
“Yes I know… but… could you not tell great grandpa that…” started Draco.
“Tell me what?” asked Loki walking to them looking at the pieces of armor “Oh! Is it my birthday? Did you bring the slaughtered corpse of a warrior?”
“You pretty well know I’m not like that” said Draco looking down. His hands were bathed in the blood of innocent victims and of course, Loki should know it.
“Aww, and I thought you’d bring one of those babies you swallowed to share them…” mocked Loki and Draco exploded.
“I’M NOT A FUCKING VILLAIN YOU KNOW?!” roared Draco slapping Loki’s face “I’M A HERO! I FIGHT FOR JUSTICE AND THE GOOD! I’M NOT YOU!” the wolgon looked down and fell on his knees “I was weak… I let Beelzebub posses me and that cost me my reputation, my best friend and my honor…”
“Damn! Don’t take it so harsh!” replied Loki “You know you’re destined to fight along me on Ragnarok and yet you have decided to be a hero!”
“I’m not destined yet to destroy nothing…” growled Draco and in anger he took the pieces of the helmet “Here’s your damn helmet! I don’t fucking need it anymore.”
“WHAT THE HELL YOU DID TO MY HELMET?!” shouted Loki looking at the pieces.
“Beelzebub destroyed it, not me… is yours after all, you can have it I don’t want it anymore” snarled Draco.
“Draco, that’s no way to treat him…” said Nidhogg sighing “Loki, why don’t you go away for a while? My daughter is still in some… issues.”
“Sheesh!” pouted Loki taking the helmet pieces and looking at them “I might be able to take it to restoration for when I get to regain my real form…”
“Wish you luck” said Nidhogg as he looked at the demolished wolgon “Is ok darling, he’s gone…”
“No…” Draco looked down and then at his father “Dad… the problem is not that I was possessed… the problem is that… I enjoyed everything I did…”
Nidhogg went blank hearing that; his pretty princess admitting to have enjoyed doing evil when he wished for righteousness and good. Nevertheless he was a descendant of Loki and that might be the cause. The dragon lifted his son and smiled at him.
“You’re your great grandfather’s descendant… that might be the reason… but deep inside you’re good and you know it. You’re not a monster like your mother, your uncles and aunt… or even me are.”
“Dad…” sniffled Draco and then he sighed “Put me down please…”
Nidhogg obeyed and looked at Draco. The wolgon stuffed the armor again into the backpack and sighed.
“HEIMDALL!” shouted Draco “PLEASE OPEN A PORTAL TO SVARTALFHEIM!”
Immediately a pillar of light fell next to Draco. He looked at it and then he changed his mind.
“No… PLEASE, LEAD IT TO…” started Draco but was interrupted as Heimdall spoke.
“ASGARD, I KNOW” shouted the guardian “I can read you like an opened book pup.”
“Thanks…” muttered Draco and he then looked at Nidhogg “I’m a warrior of Asgard as much as I’m a son of Niflheim…”
“And as son of Niflheim there’s no problem for what you did…” started Nidhogg “Yet as a warrior of Asgard, you wish for punishment due to your actions, right?”
“I’m willing to receive it” said Draco “If is capital my sin… I’ll only ask for permission to tell Dave and Keene…”
“Your newly adopted son, huh?” asked Nidhogg “Well, I’ll make sure they know.”
“Thanks father” nodded Draco and walked into the light disappearing.
The pulling force made Draco bounce to the roof as he landed into the portal of Bifrost. Heimdall was there looking at him with his only eye as the wolgon retrieved his goods.
“Well, guess that makes a nice trip” laughed Draco and then he went serious “He’s here, right?”
As answer, Odin walked into the portal chamber and looked at Draco with a serious look in the eye.
“Yes I’m here and I know what you did” said Odin and Draco lowered the head.
“Sorry sir, I have no forgiveness…” said Draco.
“Forgiveness?!” shouted Odin and Draco flinched, but then noticed a sly grin on the old dragon “For besting a demon that managed to control you? For sealing him in that ring you wear on your hand?”
“Come again?” asked Draco leaning his head confused.
“I know HE obliged you to do evil doings… that you might have enjoyed due to your inheritance.” started Odin “But the fact is that you didn’t wanted that and actually sealed him giving your own life in the process. I have to thank that Duncan for revive you this time.”
“Last time it was you” smiled Draco. He had died twice and revived first by the godly powers of Odin and second by the angelic part of the pact Duncan had over him.
“Then again, you should be proud… and I knew you would want to come here for a punishment, yet I’m not giving that to you.” said Odin and smiled at Draco “Actually there’s someone I want you to meet, so bring those pieces of armor you have there, ok?”
Draco nodded and walked to Odin. They went out and he found a black horse waiting for him and Sleipnir by his side.
“Oh! Uncle Sleipnir!” smiled Draco looking at the eight legged horse.
“Way to go down there Draco” nodded Sleipnir looking at Draco and then he neighed for Odin to climb.
The All-Father mounted his horse and Draco did the same with the black one. They rode the Bifrost swiftly and reached the main hall of the palace where Draco noticed a huge number of dwarves standing there with what seemed to be a forge. Odin smiled and looked at the wolgon nodding.
“Yes, that’s Dürrin’s Forge, the master blacksmith of the dwarves” said Odin.
“Wait… why are they here?!” shouted Draco surprised.
“Well, I decided you deserved a renewed armor so I asked them to come here” said Odin dismounting Sleipnir “Now, just go with them and your armor will be ready soon.
“F-for real?!” shouted in excitement Draco “Thanks ODIN!”
The wolgon dismounted too and ran to the dwarves who grimaced looking at his excited face.
“I’m sorry for my reaction” said Draco and bowed “My name is Draco Nidhoggson and…”
“I pretty well know who you are” said a rugged dwarf whose long beard reached his knees “You’re son of Nidhogg, that pesky dragon… Yet, I’m here to help YOU.”
“I’m supposing then you’re master Dürrin” said Draco
“Your ability to see the obvious impress me” mocked the dwarf “Now, show me what you got me.”
Draco nodded and dropped the backpack showing the pieces of armor to Dürrin who was mouth to the ground looking at the damage the armor had received.
“In all my years I’ve seen armor scratched and bludgeoned… but this…” started Dürrin and then looked at Draco “I forged this armor myself… even by petition of Odin used more uru than in a common one, reason why it was a bit heavier.”
“Was it heavier than the others?!” shouted Draco surprised and Dürrin looked at him surprised too.
“Wait… you really didn’t noticed it?!” shouted the dwarf.
“No, actually it was pretty light like to fly or run around” shrugged Draco and Dürrin looked at Odin.
“He has the strength of his father and mother” said the Aesir shrugging too.
“Well, what caused this?” asked Dürrin and though Draco expected Beelzebub to interrupt, the demon didn’t.
“It was a Demon called Beelzebub” said the wolgon and Dürrin nodded.
“I’ve heard that name before… in the realm of Midgard he is one of seven powerful demons” stated the dwarf “I’d have peed on my trousers if I had to face him! And that’s way too much to say coming from a dwarf.”
“I don’t have a doubt” said Draco trying not to smile.
“Well, it will take several hours but I’ll have the armor ready by the end of the week” said Dürrin surprising Draco.
“Wait… the week?!” shouted the wolgon “I mean, not that I need it right now, but…”
“Is that or you’re fighting your battles naked” argued the blacksmith and Draco gulped.
“F-fine… a week then” sighed Draco and he looked at Odin.
The All-Father smiled at the pup and messed his hair. That meant he was in good terms with the Aesir.
For the moment, the wolgon had no reason to say there in Asgard, yet he told both Dave and Keene that he’d spend some days in Niflheim and Asgard in case he had to be punished. He had the time and he wanted to take the best of it. Training would be the main plan, but not a common training with Asgardian warriors, they were piece of cake for him. Draco still had other opponents with greater might in Niflheim.
The days flowed like wind and the Sunday came and by that moment, both Keene and Dave had arrived by petition of Draco. The wolgon ended up lonely and they went. By that moment, they were sleeping in Asgard since Draco had no intention of letting Keene to meet Nidhogg yet. The wolgon even gave order to Heimdall to don’t allow the rabbit to go to the Bifrost portal.
“So! Today the will deliver it?” asked Keene who was sitting on the bed with his legs crossed.
“Yes, I’ll get the new armor today” said Draco smiling and looking at his beloved boyfriend “I wonder why Dürrin said it would be a special one…”
“Maybe it made it pink” giggled Keene.
“Ew no! I hate pink!” stuck his tongue out Draco “I might be a fag but I still have my self respect.”
“HEY I LOVE PINK!” shouted Keene.
“Well, that’s you” laughed Dave and the door was knocked three times.
“You better have clothes in front of your son” said Syf and Draco laughed.
“He’s even more perverted than Dave and myself together” laughed Draco.
“Oh my!” shouted Syf opening the door “Well, I knew that of course, he was trying to sneak the thermals every single day when the new trainees were there taking baths.
“That’s my son” laughed Draco.
“I suppose” smiled Syf “But, the reason I’m here is to inform you that Dürrin has finished your armor and is ready to give it to you, so go to the forge please.”
“Thanks aunt” nodded Draco and he went right to the addressed place followed by Dave and Keene.
The three arrived there and Draco opened the huge door looking at the dwarves working on the final parts of the other armor. Dave had asked them to reinforce his own and they agreed in exchange of some jewels Draco had to go get in Muspelheim. Not that he cared by the intense heat and fire in there, but he ended up with some fur burned.
“Well, thanks for joining us” sarcastically said Dürrin looking at Draco and Dave “And why is a kid in here too?”
“He’s my son Dürrin so you better respect him or I’ll tell Odin you’re mistreating his guests.” said Draco.
“You act like a brat that only knows to accuse others” growled Dürrin “Couldn’t expect better from the son of Nidhogg.”
“He doesn’t seems to like your father…” said Dave in a whisper.
“Not many people like him” said Draco in a whisper too.
“Well, your macho’s armor will be ready soon” said Dürrin trying to offend the wolgon but he giggled.
“Thanks” smiled Dave “But what about Draco’s”
“Here it is” said Dürrin walking to a stand where the pieces of armor were placed.
The bracers and shin protectors were slim and fitted perfectly for Draco. They had a wider part on the top for protection of the Knee and the elbow. The cuirass was now longer and a full piece in the front instead of four different plaques. It had a design of carves that made it look pretty much like Thor’s armor. The back was attached to the front and had a similar design with the area for Draco’s wings. There were also a new set of toe protectors.
“Th-that’s my new armor?” asked Draco surprised.
“I really don’t think you’d need more…” said Dürrin “So far I know you can change your body to be wingless or to cover it with scales, if you cover your arms with scales that would be enough…”
“You can do that?” asked Keene surprised.
“Yes, but I try to stick to the image I had in the moment I was born…” said Draco.
“Then why you changed the curve of your horns?” asked Dürrin and Draco blushed.
“Isn’t that the way they should look like?” asked Dave.
“No… I changed them…” sighed Draco.
“I highly recommend you to change them back to the original shape… that will bring more protection to your head since you said you didn’t wanted a helmet.” said Dürrin starting to take the armor off the stand.
Draco sighed and with a cracking sound, his horns started to curl to the front instead of the back. Dave looked at it and was surprised just like Keene.
“Whoa! Didn’t knew you could do that mom!” shouted Keene.
“It’s the legacy from Loki… I can transform, not much as him but at least my body” said Draco smiling.
“Wow you look cute like that darling” smiled Dave when Draco finished the curling of his horns.
“Thanks” blushed the wolgon and looked at the pieces of armor “Now… where are the trousers?”
“Here…” said Dürrin taking a pair of deep blue trousers “They will fit better with this new armor than the old red ones that were also torn apart as I remember you said.”
“Yes, thanks…” nodded Draco and took the cloth and armor.
After a few moments, the wolgon was suited and looking at his reflection on the mirror. He was surprised. The shine on the armor was more than before and even the toe protection looked sharper and claw-like.
“Well I have to admit it looks more aerodynamic than the previous one…” said Draco turning around looking at the slightly difference in the back of the armor for his tail.
“Usually we don’t agree on using other materials than uru or steel… but…” started Dürrin.
“But what?” asked Dave.
“Not so long ago a guy came offering us a chunk of a weird material and we decided to use it on your armor together with the uru we used in the other.” admitted Dürrin.
“Wait… you did what?!” shouted Draco.
“Here…” said Dürrin giving a small piece of golden mineral to Draco “This is what remained of the mineral this guy gave us. Pretty slender guy I have to admit… Not that tall but really slender. We offered some food to the poor guy but he laughed at us and said that the fact he looked hungry didn’t mean he was.”
“Such misbehavior” sighed Draco “Some people doesn’t know how to act in front of a master blacksmith.”
“Did he told you how this material was called?” asked Keene.
“He said it was called Sionia.” shrugged Dürrin “Weird material, weird name… Anyways we used it as an alloy in your armor this time. And surprisingly it mixed perfectly with the uru making a suitable and malleable metal. What is weird, is that the material had properties we found in your armor” said the blacksmith pointing at Dave.
“What? My armor?” asked the folf confused “That can’t be true… my armor was designed with holy materials to repel evil and demons…”
“Well, it certainly were in a devastating lower quantity but there was some of it there” clarified Dürrin “Not like I care of materials from other dimensions.”
“That’s kind of rude” said Keene and Draco covered his mouth immediately after noticing the dwarf arching his eyebrow.
“He’s just a kid, don’t mind him” nervously chuckled Draco and Dürrin nodded.
“Well, whatever happens, we already did what Odin asked us to do… so now, go away!” reprehended Dürrin at the trio “We’ll have to give the final touches to the folf’s armor and we like to keep that into secret.”
“Fine… I’ll wait for it” said Dave walking out of the room followed by Keene.
Draco gave a slight glimpse at Dürrin who seemed a bit terrified now that he thought the trio wasn’t looking at him. The wolgon stood in the shadows and tried to hear better. For what he was seeing and hearing, Dürrin knew the guy who gave them the material. And the fact he referred to him as “HE” with precaution and emphasis made the wolgon wonder who might be that benefactor that offered the Sionia for his new armor.
Well I wrote this story a bit ago... (like two days) but waited till today to upload it since today I finished the image that goes with it! Here's the image: https://inkbunny.net/submissionview.php?id=412681
Well, If you've been reading the Furry Avengers series... you will know that Draco's armor was destroyed during his battle against Beelzebub. Well, now I show how he got his new armor (you can call this Ultimate Red Nidhogg haha). But there's also a bit of plot for future delivers in this story... keep a nice eye on the reading to find them!
